Friday, January 26, 2007

We Don't Have A Boyfriend To Keep Us Warm Today. Mind If We Borrow Yours?

Last night we went to the Undergear party at T Nightclub in Times Square. When we arrived, the line stretched all the way from nearly 8th Avenue to Broadway. Luckily, we don’t believe in lines. We pulled our date, the always-dashing Andrew F., through the velvet rope.

Inside we saw Jack W., Chuck A., Sam P., and the delightful Brian U. We also saw Lance, whose last name we don’t know, and that guy who took Damon C.’s virginity and can, on command, do a front handspring step out, round-off backhandspring step-out, round-off back handspring, full-twisting layout.

Our old pal Perez H. was hosting and there was, at some point, am underwear runway show which began just as we were leaving, which was too bad because all the models we saw were incredible. And we heard from hosts that they got all of them off of Craigslist!

Our friend Andrew pulled us away to go to dinner, remarking that “I can go home and get all this on Sean Cody, in the comfort of my bedroom.” We’d agree, except after seeing these dudes, we’re totally switching allegiance. Casual Encounters, here we come!